At the Sign of the Prancing Pony

Hey, ho, to the bottle I go

To heal my heart and drown my woe

Rain may fall and wind may blow

But there still be many miles to goSweet is the sound of the pouring rain

And stream that falls from hill to plain

Better than rain or rippling brook

Is a mug of beer inside this took

Songwriters

SHORE, HOWARD / BOYENS, PHILIPPAPublished by

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